My married woman, Danu, and I have been experimenting with bondage and former kinky action for a year or two now. She is not worry in being the submissive/bottom, and I prefer that role. So with that decided from the beginning we have slowly added more and more than to our list.

I have fantasized about all kinds of affair for some time, but was hesitating to convey it up with her. Finally I did and we started with simple handcuff and some rope thrall, and I have slowly introduced other thought over time. To my surprisal she has been very receptive of almost all of it.

The first big step was piss play. I was afraid she would just be disgusted and turned off by that and that I would never be able-bodied to experience it. But she soon began to actually enjoy pissing on me, and I modified a hot seat to comprise a toilet behind to get it more easy for her, rather than having to squat over me. But that story is for another time.

Only recently, I showed her a television on the net of a man being butt fucked by a woman with a strap on dildo, and casually mentioned that I would be"bequeath"to try that if she was interested. Again to my surprise, she was undecided to it. We didn't do anything about it for a piece, and hadn't bought a harness, but I had bought a couple of dildos for her, hoping she would use them to pleasure herself while I watched, bounce and gagged, and locked in a chastity gimmick. About the same prison term I bought an anal come-on and expressed an interest in crossdessing. She was ok with that too and I soon began buying some cleaning lady's step-in, stockings, and former things.

Then one night she blind folded me and tied me face down across the coffee board and began to coggle me. The paddling was zilch new but soon I felt the new virtuoso of something slippery sliding between my ass cheeks. She was sticking a dildo in my ass ! It hurt like hell at inaugural but soon the painful sensation went away and it actually started to feel ripe to me. She wasn't blue-blooded with it either, but I found that I liked the tactual sensation of being abused that way. I soon bought a strap on harness, and a bigger dildo, and we used that a few clip over the next couple of month. Then after that, for some reason, we didn't do much of anything for a patch except an occasional paddling. Even the chastity device I had bought and wore for a while was sitting in a box unused.

Then one night she told me that she had been thinking about it, and that I needed to make a selection. Either we could stop all of it forever, or I would have to go her slave, and that from now on she would induce tot ascendence over me."Think about it before you answer"she said."I'm serious about this and you may not be cook for everything that's going to take place ”. I thought about it for a few second and told her that I was cook to submit to her in any way she wanted.

"Ok"she answered,"I'll be coming up with some formula and expectations soon, and of course I can change the dominion any time I like. Is that clear ?"“ Yeah"I said, and she immediately grabbed me by the shoe collar and slapped me hard across the face, and said sternly while pointing her finger at me"The first rule is that you will address me as ‘ Ma'am or ‘ Master ’. Is that clear ?"“ Yes skipper"I responded. She then ordered me to go into the bedroom, comic strip totally raw, get the chastity device, a CB600S with a padlock for which only she has the key, and come back to the living room and put it on in social movement of her. I did as she said, and as she reached up to crack the whorl shut she gave my Lucille Ball a slight smacking from below to reinforce her laterality over me. She then had me kneel before her as she gave me pedagogy for the next day.

I usually get home plate from work a good hr before her. The following day when I got home I was to take up a cascade, shave my ramification and underarms, and use a scented lotion that she would leave out for me. Then I was to raiment in stockings, high heeled brake shoe, garter bang, a bra, and a short frilly frock. No pantie and no chastity this time. Then I was to bestow out the"Toy Box"and place it in a specified topographic point in the living elbow room and move the coffee postpone away from the sofa to the middle of the story. She explained gradation by footstep that I was to take out two pieces of circle, handcuffs, and the leather hood that covered my middle and had a breeze on gag for my mouth. I would put the Francis Scott Key for the handcuffs and the key for the padlock on the strong-armer, on a shelf, well out of reach. Then I was to release the stereo up loud, kneel down at one end of the board and securely tie my human knee to the legs of the tabular array, secure the hood on my nous with the gag in my mouth, and lock the padlock, then finally lie across the table and lock my mitt to the board peg at the other end with the handcuffs.

That was a lot to do in an hour, but by the time she was due rest home I was sporty, shaved, dressed as instructed, and helplessly bound with the music din, fully on display in the middle of the keep room. There I waited.

It seemed like More than an hour before she came nursing home. Though with the music playing so loud and the leather hood covering my ears, I couldn't hear her come in. I only knew she was home base when I felt her bridge player raise my dress, rub my ass, and give it a little slap. Then I could finger her checking to see that I was bound securely, then finally rubbing the English of my header through the leather hood. She held my cheek and finally spoke."You realize that there is no turning back now, right ?"“ MmHmm"I mumbled with the gag preventing any resemblance of voice communication."You are so sleep together !"she said with a carefree laugh. Then I could smell out that she walked away. I lay there wondering what might encounter following, and what she was doing. I could only hear the medicine, and feel the discomfort of my binding and the light pall of my dress barely covering my ass.

After a few minutes I was shocked back to reality by the solid crack of a paddle across my ass. Then my frock was raised out of the way and draped across my abject back, followed by several more strong slug that almost brought tears to my centre. The pain was nearly unbearable but I could only strain up and grunt through the gag. She softly rubbed the boat paddle on my sore ass for a moment and then it hit again. This clip she must have swung it with all her long suit, and laughed at me as I screamed into the gag with the shock of such a brutal attack.

Again, she left me there for various moment. The painful sensation from the paddling had subsided to a warm sting ace now, and finally I felt the cool leather of her riding crop slipping over the reddened face. Soon it slapped hard onto the back of my correct thigh, and then the left hand. Slowly she swatted again and again, carefully moving from the back to the inner parts of my legs, and occasionally my back and the sides of by torso. Then finally, and without warning, it slapped hard against the bottom side of my exposed balls, sending me once again into screaming pain. Then before I could start to go back, another slap, and then another.

I couldn't believe the pain she had inflicted, and she was laughing as she again walked away. I felt secretive to passing out and felt the wetness of bust inside the leather mask. I had asked for this, but was wondering if she might be going too far.

Masked and gagged as I was I had no way to ask her to stop. No matter my response when she asked affair like"You like that don't you ?"or"Did that hurt, you little sissy kick ?"she just said"Good. You have Sir Thomas More coming."

After a short time of being left alone again I felt the coldness of lube being generously applied to the scissure of my ass, and a gloved fingerbreadth forcing some of it inside and loosening my hole. I knew what this meant and the finger was soon replaced with the familiar feel of a dildo being shoved fully inside my rectum in the first push button. It took my breathing time away as it suddenly pushed so inscrutable with no clock time to get used to the penetration. She held it inside me and leaned forward, reached under my chest, and sprain hard on my nipples, then let go and withdrew the dildo only to bang it hard inside me again. Then I could find her hands bracing on the side of my waistline as she continued the brutal fucking, pounding my ass again and again for what seemed like forever.

Again I was grunting and nearly screaming with each poking as she continued fucking me like some filthy slut in a back alley. The bother was now gone and my ass felt loose and hold out. Then she slowed her rate and gave a few more than hard poking, slamming her rose hip into my stern to insure full penetration each prison term. Then finally she withdrew and walked away again.

After enough time for her to take out the strap on harness and gather herself, she came back to me and said"You are such a whore aren't you ?"“ MmmHmm"I tried to reply, still tightly bound and gagged. She reached around and unsnapped the gag, and pulled it from my lip."What did you say ? I couldn't hear you."“ Yes"I responded weakly, finally able to speak."Yes what ? Bitch !"she said loudly."I want to hear you say it !"“ Yes ! I'm a cocotte, original !"I said, louder this time."You look like a sissy too ! All dressed up like a little strumpet, it's no marvel you got fucked like that !"“ Are you a sissy slut ?"she asked."Yes lord !"I said."Say it all"she said."Are you a pansy adulteress ?"“ Yes original, I'm a pansy slut"I yelled. And she said laughing,"I can see that !"“ If I let you up now, you're going to commemorate your shoes in this house from now on aren't you ?"she asked."Yes Master, I will."I said.

"goodness boy !"she told me, still speaking loudly over the loud medicine. I couldn't believe she was putting up with that noise for so long. She leaned over and unshackled my legs from the table, then walked around and unlocked the handcuffs, allowing me to tolerate up. My knees were weak from all the abuse, and a picayune stiff from being in the Lapp emplacement for at least three hours by now. I was a slight wobbly at first but it felt in effect to stand.

She moved me to one side of the table to which I had been bound, stood me facing in the direction of the lounge, and told me to stand still. I could hear the board being moved across the floor away from where I was standing, and then she was gone again for a few minutes. I stood there as she ordered, and waited, wondering what might be next.

Soon she returned and told me to kneel down. I did as I was told, and she told me that she was putting a dental plate in presence of me on the floor."Now you're going to give me a petty show."“ A show ?"I asked."I want you to masturbate, and cum on the dental plate in battlefront of you. If you can get it all on the scale I'll let you up, unlock the masquerade party, and let you get dressed. But if you get even a drop on the floor, you'll have to lick it all up. Is that well-defined ?"“ Yes Master"I said, with obvious hesitation."I make the convention here. Now get started."She said, demandingly."Yes Master."I said, as I raised my dress with one hand and began stroking my tool with the other.

I felt a bit embarrass to do this in front of her, but she ordered it so I would do as I was told. And somehow, still being masked and unable to see made it easier for me to feel alone with my fantasies and soon my dick began to harden as I masturbated. I thought about all that had happened, and fantasized about what the time to come may impart with this new way of life story, and soon I could feel an sexual climax beginning. Soon the cum spurted out in three or four heavy loads and I aimed it as best I could toward the scale she had placed in front of me. I shuddered as the orgasm subsided, and carefully shook the remaining drop toward the plate.

She walked over and squatted beside me with one helping hand on my berm."You did very well !"she said."Almost all of it went on the dental plate, and it's a Brobdingnagian gob too !"she added."But I'm afraid there are a few drop on the floor."

As I was horny and masturbating, the thought process of licking up my cum didn't seem too bad. I hoped I would get it all on the plate, but wasn't too worried if I didn't. But now, after such an orgasm, I was no prospicient horny and really didn't lack to do this. But I had agreed to do as she said and set my mind to follow through.

She grabbed the back of my hair and forced me to tend over, guiding my nerve to the drops on the floor. I could finger the wetness of one office as my brim touched it and began licking it up through the mouth hole in the mask."Get it all, pussy boy !"she said."I don't want any spots on my carpet !"Then she guided me to another, and one More, larger ball, making me thoroughly clean each one. When that was done she said"beneficial ! Now finish up the rest of it on the plate."Again she guided my face to the right spot and pushed my face down into the puddle of goo on the plate, smearing it on my lips, and I could finger that some had stuck to the outside of the mask and some had squeezed between the masquerade party and my cheek."Lick it up, you nasty bitch !"She said. And I proceeded to cream up all that was on the plate.

When I was done she took the home plate and told me to support up again. Then the tabular array was once more moved to the center of the floor, this time oriented so my face would be toward the sofa, and I was told to"summarize the place ”. I told you that if you could get all of your niggling mess on the plate I would let you go."She said."But you missed, didn't you ?"“ Yes Master"I said, as she replaced the handlock, and bound my legs again to the table.

There I waited once again, the stickiness of my own semen on my lips and face, and soon the music was turned down to a quieter, more rule volume."Tell me you're a nasty minuscule kick and you want more."She said."I'm a foul little gripe, and I want more overlord !"I said, expecting the paddling to set off again.

Then to my surprisal she unlocked the mask, slowly loosened the strap and the laces that held the backbone to a tight fit, and pulled the masquerade party from my head. Immediately, laughter and applause broke out in the room as I squinted, opening my eyes in the brightly Inner Light. The whole prison term five of Dana's female friends, and two of their married man, had been watching everything. I could see one of the girls with a video camera pointed directly at my fount, recording my overplus and humiliation.

Dana came over and held my face toward the camera, squeezing my impertinence to hit me ruck, and saying"Isn't SHE a cute little whore ?"Everyone laughed, and one of the girl said"That was the most repelling thing I've ever seen Bobby"as she high fived one of the early girlfriend. Then the laughter got louder as those two got up wearing strap on dildos, bigger than the one Dana had used. Before I could speak, Dana wrapped another gag around my mouth, the form with a large opening that held the mouthpiece in an give position. Once again I was bound and gagged, but this clip able to see and hear. The others laughed and jeered as Dana asked,"Ready for round two, bitch ? ”